My humps.

Jan 5, 2006 | Filed in Humor | 11 Comments

He walked over to me and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. How sweet. I ran my fingers through his black hair.

Then I noticed he had that sparkle in his eye. He grabbed my leg and starting going to town.

The moment quickly turned ugly.

You animal!

Get off me!

I pushed him, but he grabbed my leg again, and started to get aggressive.

“I said get off me!”

Stubborn and horny, he wouldn’t let go.

“Bad dog, Petey! Get off my leg!”

I pushed him again, and he trotted proudly down the hallway…like he accomplished something.

We had Petey neutered in December, but his lack of balls has not curved his nightly humpings of my leg. He doesn’t hump anyone else, just me.

Damn dog.

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